[It was clear that recalling the person was difficult, from her actions and the way she was attempting to talk herself through it. He wished he had more details to offer up but they were oddly elusive. Mostly he remained silent as not to serve as an additional distraction.]

Short- about shoulder length? Wearing a....... yellow top and green skirt... possibly in a floral design?

[Oddly, he was doubting himself]

Or.... was it something else..

[There had to have been someone else in the ring. Marisa couldn't have been battling thin air]

Ugh- whoever she is she seems like the sort of person to delve into mind games. [That was the only explanation available for someone they were both struggling to remember. The snippets of the altercation were like wisps of smoke breaking apart] How scary can she be if no one can even remember that she exists?

Did you just say squeak toy..? [No one is going to fall prey to a dog's chew toy. Still, to hear that last part he felt a little more convinced that maybe Koishi was a threat]

Then it's a good thing she isn't here. I get the feeling that not only could she get the drop on a person but she would relish every moment of it as the life drained from her victim..